Lynn nodded and spoke to Tate.

"Very well, once the school is established, I need you to systematically teach what you've seen and learned to those children and townsmen!"

"Not just planting techniques, but also forging technology, breeding technology, and textile technology, among others."

"I will divide the different technologies into various categories for the different townsmen to learn."

"At that time, you will be the principal of the entire school."

Listening to Lynn's words, Tate's eyes widened with disbelief in his heart.

It wasn't because Lynn said he would make him the principal.

But because Lynn actually wants the townsmen of the territory to receive education!

And it's systematic, categorized education.

Even though Lynn spoke casually and simply.

If it were truly implemented and succeeded.

The production and development speed of this land would experience explosive growth!

Only then did Tate understand the ambition of the young man in front of him...

If it really succeeds, then what would he, as an educator, be considered?

A great educator?

Thinking of this, Tate's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

As long as one is a normal person, there will always be desires.

Tate admits that he is too.

But he doesn't care about wealth, nor does he care about status.

What he cares about is - reputation!

Being remembered by future generations.

This is also one of the reasons why he wants to reform the planting techniques of food crops!

Tate took a deep breath, bent his body slightly, and said: "Lord, I understand."

Lynn nodded.

In the words between Lynn and Tate, they had already arrived at the Woodworker Workshop.

In the Woodworker Workshop, Colin was teaching dozens of apprentices how to make waterwheels!

Seeing Lynn arrive, Colin stepped out from the apprentices.

Looking at Tate, Colin called out, "Master Lynn."

Lynn responded and said, "I need you to rush to make a batch of winnowing machines for sorting barley seeds!"

Colin asked in confusion, "Winnowing machine? Master Lynn, do you mean the wind-powered windmill built in the fields?"

"If it's that, I can make it..."

Lynn shook his head and said, "No, it's the winnowing machine."

The winnowing machine in his mind was not the windmill of this world.

But the divine tool for hull separation that has dominated his world for thousands of years!

With just a light turn of the handle, the impurities in the grains can be easily separated.

Seeing Colin's frowning, Lynn wasted no words.

He walked to the workbench, picked up an iron saw, and began cutting through a log.

Seeing this, Colin immediately understood Master Lynn's intention.

He came to assist on the side.

Several apprentices also gathered from afar to watch.

The apprentices who were fortunate enough to watch Master Lynn make waterwheels and sampan boats before, had faces full of excitement.

They understood that Master Lynn was almost a universal existence!

Even things that Foreman Colin had never heard of, Master Lynn could make by hand.

Contrary to their expectation and excitement, Tate's face was full of confusion.

Lynn, as the lord, taking part in weeding and cultivation himself was one thing.

Now he's making woodworking by himself?

Moreover, from Lynn's proficiency in using the tools, it was obviously not his first time.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The deep sawing sounds, like a crying, kept echoing in the workshop.

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As the experience increased, the knowledge of making the winnowing machine surfaced in Lynn's mind, rapidly integrating.

A short while later.

The complete knowledge and memory of making the winnowing machine had already fused comprehensively in Lynn's mind.

The movements of Lynn's hands became increasingly skillful.

One by one, logs were sawed by Lynn into planks, neatly stacked on the side, meant for the main part of the winnowing machine.

Then, Lynn picked up several logs, further processing them into blades for the rotor, and chiseling a round hole in the center of the blades for later wheel installation.

Lynn then found several logs as thick as calves, used to make the frame of the winnowing machine!

With all the materials ready, Lynn immediately began assembling.

Nail after nail was driven into the planks, gradually shaping the main body of a winnowing machine.

With Colin's assistance, blade after blade was mounted onto the spindle, and then the spindle was installed onto the main body of the wind machine.

The spindle with blades was installed, Lynn continued with the installation of the winnowing machine's frame.

Four logs were nailed onto the main body of the winnowing machine.

This way the winnowing machine could still stand steadily on the ground after dozens of pounds of barley were poured in.

With Lynn's continuous adjustments and tests, a winnowing machine was finally completed.

By this time, it was already afternoon.

Lynn had Red pour about a dozen pounds of barley into the grain inlet of the winnowing machine.

With his right hand, Lynn turned the handle, causing the spindle with blades to start rotating.

The rotating wind force surged out from the rear outlet, making a buzzing sound.

At the same time, Lynn held the switch latch with his left hand and gradually opened the channel from the inlet to the air chamber.

Swish swish.

The sound of barley starting to fall was heard.

Under the wind power brought by the rotating blades, the impurities and shriveled grains mixed in with the barley were directly blown out from the rear outlet, scattering on the ground.

The plump grains of barley, due to their weight, rolled down the passage and into the bamboo-picking basket.

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